OLD JACK FROST



Old Jack Frost was a jolly little fellow

When the wintry winds begins to bellow

He flies like a little bird through the air

And he peaks through the little cracks everywhere



He pinch little children on their noses

He pinch little children on their toes

He pinch little children of their ear

Draw from their eye a big round tear



He makes little girls cry, "oh, oh, oh"

He makes little boys shout, "Ho, ho, ho"

Then we kindle up a great big fire

Old Jack Frost is bound to retire



Up through the chimney goes the jolly little fellow

All the children shouts for joy

He makes little girls cry, "oh, oh, oh"

He makes little boys shout, "Ho, ho, ho"



@kids @seasonal

recorded by Sarah Ogan Gunning

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